(Both) Whenever the wind blows, it ties a ribbon around my heart
A blue ribbon, a bundle of feelings, with many long tears.
Someday, the day in which someone will untie it will come?
I'll have courage, like the blooming flowers,
and wish to be more honest and relaxed.

(Both)I throw away the ribbon of my selfish words to the moon,
a white ribbon, the color of my now emptied heart.
Even if I say bad things, we will always be together in my dreams.
If we make a pinky swear, telling each other that we will smile again,
it'll be okay if we meet again tomorrow.
It'll be okay if we meet again tomorrow.